Pov Niall
'Hey guys!' A drunk Louis walks towards us and I immediately put Noof on the ground and walk to Zayn. 'Zayn, what is this?!' I ask a little irritated. I' told you they were planning to get drunk!' Zayn says. 'Yes I remember, but this is very...' 'extreme, I know! I tried to stop them but nothing was of any use...' Zayn complains. 'How much have they had?' 'Way too much!' Then Harry and Liam also arrive, drunk. They walk towards the end of the hall where Noof is standing. I can hear Noof's trying to ask Harry something, but Harry is of course unable to come up with a clear answer now, much to Noof's irritation. 'You're not taking me seriously!' I hear Noof say angrily. I decide to walk towards them and I find Noof in tears. 'Niall! Harry is being fucking annoying and he acts weird!' he says, crying. I look at the drunk Harry for a moment but then focus on Noof again. 'Come on, let's go upstairs, they're quite drunk. Let's leave them alone,' I say and I pick Noof up and walk him upstairs to the room where he sleeps.
I close the door behind us and put the little boy on the bed. 'So...' I say, handing Noofie his pajamas. He quickly puts them on but then sees something lying there. 'Omg, my onesie!' he says happily as he takes out his lost onesie from the closet. 'Can I sleep in this?' he asks sweetly. 'As far as I'm concerned, yes...' I say and he puts on the bear onesie. Of course it looks fucking cute on him so I immediately fall head over heels for him. He just looks so... cuddly and sweet. But also fragile and small, vulnerable to the outside world and afraid, afraid of what people will think of him. Noof lies down in the large double bed and I pull the covers over him. I sit on the bed and look at him with a warm smile. Then we hear people walking upstairs. A moment later the door opens and Harry's there. Noof immediately pulls the sheets over his head, scared. I walk towards Harry, 'Harry, go to sleep...' I say to him, slightly irritated. 'Y-yeah bu I firssst nee to...' says his drunk voice. 'No, no, you don't have to do anything first, do that tomorrow, when you're not so tipsy anymore... or well, you actually have to do one thing, stop haunting the house at a quarter past 1 in the morning' I slowly push Harry out of the room and then close the door. I walk back to the bed, where the blonde boy is still hiding under the covers.
New part!!🥳 Sorry it's so cheesy but I just love writing cheesy stuff HAHAHA! Anyways, what do y'all think? xoxoxo
Love, Morris
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nobody's perfect
Fiksi RemajaThis story is about a boy named Noof. He's fourteen years old and has a horrible live. His parents hate him, basically for one reason only; he's not perfect. Noof has four older brothers who all live on their own, so he is completely alone. One day...
